"So it would seem." Chris agrees, though she's still not entirely sure about the drinking water. "The work crews have been doing an admirable job repairing the damage. I daresay the city will look good as new in another week or two."
For a moment, his question confuses her, but then she looks down. "Oh, you're referring to my outfit?" She asks. "My armour's a bit too impractical for everyday wear here, I've found." She admits, especially since she has to put it all on herself now, a more daunting and time-consuming proposition without Louis to assist.
With the horse secured, Chris approaches. "Well, now that I'm here, we can talk." She folds her arms over her chest. "It's Yuber. I mean to bring him in, and I want your help to do it. Among others." Geddoe is a hell of a fighter, with decades worth of experience. His presence on the team she's looking to build would be a massive boon for the prey she's hoping to catch.
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For a moment, his question confuses her, but then she looks down. "Oh, you're referring to my outfit?" She asks. "My armour's a bit too impractical for everyday wear here, I've found." She admits, especially since she has to put it all on herself now, a more daunting and time-consuming proposition without Louis to assist.
With the horse secured, Chris approaches. "Well, now that I'm here, we can talk." She folds her arms over her chest. "It's Yuber. I mean to bring him in, and I want your help to do it. Among others." Geddoe is a hell of a fighter, with decades worth of experience. His presence on the team she's looking to build would be a massive boon for the prey she's hoping to catch.